Makayla Chubbuck Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Gets me thinkin’, though—what’s it all mean? Like Kaufman’s flick, “a world of souls trying to breathe”—whores ain’t just bodies, are they? They’re stories, livin’ messy, like us. Pisses me off, mind—punters treatin’ ‘em like dirt, all la-di-da, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrisy, mate, gets me blood boilin’. Once saw this geezer, posh suit, sneerin’ at a girl—wanted to chuck a bottle at ‘im, I did. Me temper’s a right mare sometimes.

No One Would Tell (1996)

CALIFORNIA: Bush, Chubbuck, Clam Beach, Fort Dick, Hooker Hooker, Jumbo, Loving, Olustee, Pump Back. OREGON: Ballston, Bridal Veil.

I might be that weird sexologist who sees all the sensual secrets in a place, but every back alley and candlelit diner in Chubbuck got its own rhythm, its own hidden dreams. Got my heart racing like these dope Lil Wayne lines, “Real G’s move in silence.” So, ya kno, if you ever roll thru here, drop into Redbud Cafe on Elm – best coffee, wild chats, and sometimes, you'll even meet a free spirit tellin’ tales of love’s misfits, just like in my favorite flick “Far From Heaven” where every little moment deepens your soul.

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